Dusty trails Jezabels singing about heads and tails Breast pocket full of useless words I made a promise I would prove my worth I gotta work, gotta work ´til I sweat poison
You gaining on it like you tryin´ ta exploit him I gave a fuck when I was a lot younger But Lady Luck got a box cutter She laughs at her suiters, consumers Tune her in the letter, blast out the woofers The usual is the new normal Beautiful lurks in the background vocals I don´t shit in the sandbox I´m not winning the dance off
And I ain´t trying to sound scummy But if you lick my wounds it taste like money
Tattoo say ´´love life´´ Attitude like a sunrise And when the tongue come untied You keep it on a quick draw like a gunfight If it´s done right strange is a single arm
The truth is I only came here to read your palms The freaks keep it moving ´til the beat is gone We´re trying to grow a greener lawn It goes ´´oh my goodness´´ We got too much love, now there´s nowhere to put it Time flew like it´s designed to do And all we left behind were clues The handprints are bloody Because the puppy outran the bunny
And I ain´t trying to sound hungry But if you lick my wounds it taste like money
Do you like to make party? Yeah, you and who´s army? Man, we´re on a random mission With a van full of vandalism
Study my mannerisms These are not the hands of a handsome prince But I feel like a supernova Don´t lose control of the booze or the motor I got a star shaped heart You got a house made out of face cards This graveyard used to be a K-Mart But before that it was a graveyard You can´t be a rich man If your soul is a swimming pool of quicksand
And I ain´t trying to sound funny But if you lick my wounds it taste like money